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11 years ago
[Eminem - Intro]Ayo, I know it's been a minuteBut were back!!!It's the return of the Dozen MuthafuckersLets goooo[Hook - Eminem]Fame, fame, fameI think it's got me going crazy, ooo-oooohI getting lost in this game, game, gameI'm getting tired of all you naysayers, ooo-oooohKeep speakin' my name, name, nameAnd you'll have reason to hate meYeaaaahIts like you don't want me to winSo this time I'm going in[Verse 1]This the life of a rahJager-meister and vodkaHopping off at the club's balcony into the crowd surfingAnd when they drop me, I'm randomly socking fansDuring my interviews, hocky masks, left the journalists on her assI'm high off Speed, driving my car at high speedPocket full of weed while lesbians swollow EIn the studio ignant, my engineer gon' call policeI feel asleep on the sound board, ain't did a song for weeksAnd it's ? all up in my head, giving thanks for grateful deadBussing in the air with 30 bitches up in my bedI'm kickin' em out naked, and its DecemberNiggas ask me why I did it, but fuck it I can't remember[Hook - Eminem][Verse 2]Them boys are wildin'Drinkin', cussin' and hyper smilin'Been ridin' for days, tour bus look like Rikers IslandHenny, Jack Daniels, spray painting a die hard fanLittle cocker spaniel, fresh outta the damn zooMan you, better be concious I'm backstage living it upWith a couple of sluts feeling nauseous, drinkingIt's been a couple of days since I've sleptMy dick is sore from fucking, when I bust there's nothing leftJust Dozen, back on the stageGive me my microphoneScrapping with the audience while we perform hyper songsOur label presented us with a plaqueBrought it on stage, and bash it to pieces with aluminum bats, thanks!Now which one of you bitches down for the causeYeah I said my dick is sore but I ain't say shit about my ballsLast call, then we off to the next cityWhatever I didn't drink on my rider, bag it up and take the rest with me[Hook][Eminem]Yeah this game has got me going crazyFuck it I am crazyWhats new, what kind of fucking glue you think I'd be if I was glueWe lost Proof, he was our groups glue but where was you when we were fallin' apart?You were shittin on us tooBut no one but us knew we were beefing cause that's what happensWhen you beef with crew, it stays in your crewCause its just crew, but were back nowYeah we took our time but we punched throughOnly thing were in a hurry for now is to rush youAnd we back to say shit you don't got the guts or the nuts tooPussy, go pick your pussy leaves off your cunt tree, fuck youAtchooo, bless youI'm allergic to pussy, sluts tooYeah you think you're the shit till we flush youHave some bullshit to readjust toNow there's just a few of us left but it'd be unjust to rob us our just duesSo Rest In Peace to Bugz and Proof, this ones for you homies we love youBut we can't stop now we'd have too much of our blood drew from this fame[Hook]